Angry Son

And when you're feeling blue No one to talk to you And you don't know what to do Then see if I care Oh, you think nothing of me Say that you don't love me The time is coming When you won't feel like you do now You gonna call my name You know that you're to blame Oh, you won't be the same Then see if I care Mending slowly, all wounds, effortlessly As the burden of his sunken child is lifted But effortlessly again carried Faintly to the stone heart of an angry son An angry son who has done his swallowing His memories are bitten pills So many bitten pills that he has collected Like the fallen pieces of the broken ground which he now moves on This ground so unsettled, so endlessly unsettled He recounted with the weight of the sunken earth And still he moves on This is Earth Earth which he has moved on and collected, settled to his own liking And still he moves on A voice in the back of his head reminding him That this is stolen, that this is not his All these moments, this precious time spent, moments in gravity All this anxious waiting All this time spent waiting All this pain that you know All this effortless moving, all this pain that you will ever know In waking hours, time spent in these moments Though he is living, silently in moments And forgiving relevance, it is in his heart he is holding And calling behind sadness of empty fields It is in these moments of time well spent, in these moments of gravity This time well spent A look to heaven, sighing tears of angels and a night sky Racing Racing, yelling softly This is the moment This is the moment A look to heaven, sighing tears of angels and a night sky This is the moment Holding moments and forgiving relevance, it is in his heart Calling behind the sadness of empty fields All these moments of time, time well spent, time knows better Behind tired eyes, behind tired eyes, I think he's waiting Knowing your destiny, he calls him the angry son This is the moment This is the moment This is the moment This is the moment of truth Running out of time They don't know me, know me They don't know me This is the next last moment I am the angry son I am the angry son I am the angry son I am the angry son This is the moment This is the moment I am the angry son I am the angry son I am the angry son I am the angry son Sighing tears of angels and a night sky, this is the moment